Will awoke with a start. He frowned. What had woke him up? Then, he remembered. Someone had shouted. Halt! He jumped out of bed, drew his Saxe knife, and edged toward the door.

He inched it open. Halt was standing there, looking at something. "Halt?" Halt looked up and glared at him. "Why did you do it?" Halt yelled. "Do what?" Will asked, startled. He pointed to the coffee cabinet. The bag of coffee beans were not there.

"Where are the coffee beans?" Will said alarmed by both Halt's behavior and the sight of the empty coffee cabinet.

"You tell me, thief!" Halt shouted. Will realized what Halt was saying. "I didn't steal it!" Will shouted back.

"You're getting back at me for saying dandelions are weeds! I thought that was the end of it! You apologized and we smiled at each other. BUT THIS MEANS WAR!" Halt yelled.

Will stood there, shocked. Puzzled. Angry. Confused. Then, he ducked as Halt launched a coffee mug at his head.

Halt had a crazy grin on his face, and the look in his eyes told him that he was mad. "Now, Halt, let's not do something we might regret," Halt laughed.

"Someone might get hurt!" Will said, panicked. Halt looked very serious. VERY. He dodged a plate and yelled, "you don't want to do this!" But the look in Halt's eyes told him he did.